Chapter 20
DANTE
This must be the closest to heaven I'll ever get.
She's so sweet and supple in my arms. Her moans go straight to my head as I sink into the pillowy softness of her lips.
"You even taste like you were made just for me, little girl." I fist her hair and pull our bodies even closer. She jerks against my cock, seeking more friction. "You feel so fucking good in my arms."
This woman has woken up the beast inside me, and he’s starving.
The second her lips brushed against mine, I felt like I was being reborn. I felt this weight lift off my shoulders. I don't remember the last time I felt this liberated.
Her hands rest on my shoulders as I consume her whole.
When I pull away, her cheeks are flushed with desire. Her eyes beg me to keep kissing her until she’s breathless all over again.
"Good God, you're beautiful," I say, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. “You fill my head with wicked thoughts, little darling. All I can seem to think about are all the ways I can corrupt you.”
She blinks at me, her eyelids heavy.
I lift her and place her on top of the desk. Her thighs shoot together, but I grab her knees and push them apart.
"You can't get all shy on me now, piccola," I say. "Not after being a little tease all afternoon. I want to look at what's mine."
I get down on my knees. She panics and scoots back on the desk.
"What are you doing?" she asks.
"Last I remember, I was promised a kiss," I say.
"We already kissed," she says, biting down on her plump bottom lip.
"No, that was your kiss," I say. "This one is mine."
I grab her curvy behind and tug her closer toward me. She's shy in the daylight, fidgeting all over my desk.
"You're going to be mine in every way, little bird," I say. "You might as well get used to it."
"This part wasn't in the contract," she teases.
"As long as this pussy keeps getting wet in my presence, it's mine to deal with," I say, dragging my hand up her thighs until I reach her sweet mound.
She bites down on her bottom lip, trapping a moan inside her throat.
"Wet," I accuse. "You're always so fucking wet for me. How do you expect me to keep my hands off you when I can practically smell your desire for me?"
She whimpers as I begin massaging her sweet pussy from over her shorts. The cotton is nearly soaked all the way through.
I tug her closer and replace my hand with my mouth. She bucks against me, trying to move away. But I keep her in place as I tilt my head and bite down on her sweet cunt.
"Oh my God," she moans, throwing her head back and fisting my hair.
"All. Fucking. Mine,” I growl against her sweet musk. "Nobody can even blame me for losing my mind when you walk around looking so delectable."
I hook my fingers underneath the waistband of her shorts and tug them down her hips. Her eyes widen when she realizes that she's completely bare before me now.
She looks at the open window from where daylight spills into the room.
“You’re not going to close the curtains?” she asks.
“I like looking at you. All of you,” I say, prying her thighs apart and burying my face against her sex. She keeps shifting underneath me, but I pin her down and hold her in place. She gasps when my tongue flicks over her clit.
God, she's sweet.
I don't think I'll ever get enough.
I eat her pussy like a starved man. I devour her like it's the last time I'll get to be with a woman.
She sets me free, this girl. She unlocks things inside me that I didn't even know craved release.
It takes her a minute to get bolder.
"Give it to me, baby," I say. "Give me every drop of that sweetness.”
She's dancing against me now, seeking more friction against my mouth. I commit to her clit, lavishing it with attention like my life depends on it. I close my hands around her soft breasts as I press my mouth harder against her wet sex.
I pull away to look up at her.
She looks magnificent with those heavy eyes and rosy cheeks.
I spit on her pussy. "Now that I've had a taste of you, I won’t be able to rest until I have you knocked up, little girl.”
Her eyes widen with shock, but I see the evidence of her desire between her thighs.
I spit on her sex again and massage it into her skin.
"You make me want things I never even dreamed about," I confess to her. "You're going to look so pretty with my come dripping down your thighs."
I latch onto her clit again, tugging her closer to me until the scent of her floods my lungs. She's dripping all over me now, my chin sticky with her desire.
Her flesh is swollen and puffy against my mouth. I write my name on her pussy, repeating it over and over again so her body knows who it belongs to now.
I can tell that she’s close now. I wrap my lips back around her clit again and nip it with my teeth before sucking hard.
“Come for me, little darling,” I say.
And she does. She falls apart like a dream, making my obsession with her grow.
“Oh my God.” She blinks down at me. “That was one hell of a kiss, Dante.”
I stand and pull her close. I kiss her once again, making her taste herself on my lips.
"I'm only getting started with you, piccola,” I say. "I should feel guilty for corrupting you, but you taste too damn sweet on my tongue. I'll never get enough of this."
The beast inside me wants to push her thighs farther apart and shove my cock inside her, but she's not ready for that. Not yet.
As if she can read my mind, she glances down at the outline of my hard cock against my pants. "What about you?"
"What about me?" I ask, teasing her.
"Do you want me to, um…" She trails off.
My cock swells at the thought of Grace on her knees, looking up at me with those pretty eyes as she takes my cock into her mouth for the first time. But I need to be patient with my little bird.
“I have a surprise for you,” I say, brushing my thumb over her soft cheek. “It’s waiting outside the front door.”
“I usually don’t like surprises,” she says.
“Something tells me you’ll like this one.”